I had just consumed a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream and a glass of red wine. Needless to say, the weird angles in that blasphemous "video promo" nearly made me hurl. Thanks so very much for posting that, Scott.

The non-Euclidian geometries of course brought to mind H.P. Lovecraft's tale from 1928, "The Call of Cthulhu." I think that the unofficial Mayor of Columbia City ought to adopt it as this "most diverse" burg's official short story. The money quote:

Without knowing what futurism is like, Johansen achieved something very close to it when he spoke of the city; for instead of describing any definite structure or building, he dwells only on broad impressions of vast angles and stone surfaces - surfaces too great to belong to anything right or proper for this earth, and impious with horrible images and hieroglyphs. I mention his talk about angles because it suggests something Wilcox had told me of his awful dreams. He said that the geometry of the dream-place he saw was abnormal, non-Euclidean, and loathsomely redolent of spheres and dimensions apart from ours. Now an unlettered seaman felt the same thing whilst gazing at the terrible reality.

Johansen and his men landed at a sloping mud-bank on this monstrous Acropolis, and clambered slipperily up over titan oozy blocks which could have been no mortal staircase. The very sun of heaven seemed distorted when viewed through the polarising miasma welling out from this sea-soaked perversion, and twisted menace and suspense lurked leeringly in those crazily elusive angles of carven rock where a second glance showed concavity after the first showed convexity.